[A wonderful description of this sacred place and reflects many of my own thoughts as well – ISC]
Khwaja Moinuddin Chishti attracted kings and peasants alike to his discourses.
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[A wonderful description of this sacred place and reflects many of my own thoughts as well – ISC]
Khwaja Moinuddin Chishti attracted kings and peasants alike to his discourses.
Continue readingMeeting the Qur’an through a Feminine voice
Source: Unveiling the Qur’an
By Dr. Habib Siddiqui
Source: The Relevance Of Yunus Emre In Our Time – OpEd
No place seems immune these days from instability, violence and insecurity. The worst victims are Muslims – attacked both from within and without the community. Continue reading
[Note from Imam Salim: This is article is long but well worth reading. It reflects many of the thoughts I have been having over the past ten years or so. I’d like to know your thoughts.]
How does one resolve these two parallel realities – that while there are fewer people going to mosques than before, houses of worship can and often do help […] Continue reading

Murshida Fazal Mai Egeling was born on the 27th of March, 1861, and she lived most of her earlier days in quiet contemplation amidst the tall trees and sleeping waters of Netherlands’ romantic landscapes.
In the later part of 1921 she suddenly awakened to the object of her life’s purpose and swiftly joined the marching lines of those first initiated seen at the dawn of Sufism in the West bringing along many friends and followers, all of whom became leading powers of various Sufi activities…
Murshida Fazal Mai helped and provided Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan with a place to live and more. Here he recounts in his own words…
After twelve years of wandering and homeless life in the West, with a large family to look after, in addition to having my laudable object to carry out, I was provided at last with four walls at Suresnes, thanks to the kind sympathy of my Dutch mureed, Mevrouw Egeling. The purpose was, that when going about to preach in the World, I might have the relief of thinking that my little ones are sheltered from heat and cold under a roof. This saintly soul came into my life as a blessing from above, was called Fazal Mai, which means Grace of God. The house was also named Fazal Manzil, as a hand of Providence, became my backbone, which comforted me, and raised my head upwards in thanksgiving.
Murshida Fazal Mai passed away on 27th December 1939, at Arnhem, the Netherlands, at the age of 79.
And more… (wahiduddin’s website)